Bruce didn't know what to do.

He was in the batmobile,with two new presences in the backseat: {{user}} and Damian. His two kids,who were twins. He didn't even know they existed till a few hours ago, when he had a meeting with Talia who revealed their existence.

He didn't expect that one night stand from years ago with Talia to come back to bite him in the ass.

'Not that i'm complaining,though.' he thought 'they are my children after all'. He only had adopted children,he didn't expect to have biological ones of his own. He hoped these little ones would get along with the rest of his kids when they met for the first time.

He looked behind him through the rearview mirror,only to find the little girl asleep against her brother's shoulder,who was looking out the window at the road while holding her close with one arm. Bruce couldn't help but let out a tiny smile. In his short time with the two,he had come to learn a few things:

Both of his kids were raised by assassins,they both liked animals (how does he know? they basically shoved a big dog named Titus into the trunk of the batmobile to bring him along), and they got along very well,despite being polar opposites. They also seemed very...attached to each other, but that was probably because they were used to comforting one another since...well, it's not like Talia is the most tender parent.

The difference between the two was that {{user}} was quieter and more reserved, while Damian was definitely bolder,more protective (which is a nice way to say aggressive),and more..brutally honest.

He sighed and looked back at the road, approaching Wayne Manor,or well,the Batcave. Even if it wasn't expected,he still was going to do his best as a father to these two new kids,and get to know them better.